Title: Pudding Pop
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Gilgamesh, Saber, Lancer, Karen, one-side Saber x Gil
Word Count: 933
Warning/s: Minor Hollow Ataraxia spoilers, but nothing everyone doesn't already know.
Summary: There's no such thing as a free lunch.
Dedication: For anonymous(underscore)proxy. Here's my first Gil-ficcing, hope you enjoy. Note the use of the prompt in fic and title. -hearts-
A/N:The song playing at the end, for those of you unable to tell, is Ride of the Valkyries, by Richard Wagner. It's actually meant to be played by an orchestra, but let's just say Karen uses her mad Church skills to retool it for the organ. XD

Fate/stay night © TYPE-MOON / Kadokawa Shoten / Studio DEEN.

Cross-posted to fsn(underscore)fiction and my personal lj.


Saber gritted her teeth, not bothering to hide the action from the smirking blonde seated across from her. Judging from the way those carnelian-colored eyes narrowed oh-so-slightly at the edges, doing so would have been a wasted effort.

"Now, now, King of Knights. Don't hold yourself back on my account. I'm the one treating you, after all." Gilgamesh spoke, wreathed in a smile that made no effort to conceal its more predatory aspects. Only the need to keep what little dignity she had left kept Saber from snarling back.

Besides, he'd probably enjoy it.

Wanting to look anywhere except that smirking face, Saber focused her gaze on the cafe table, all the while cursing herself for leaving her wallet in her usual blue skirt instead of the frilly looking maid uniform she had been practically forced into. She had already caught more than one (many more, come to think of it) appreciative look from her aurum-clad nemesis.

Even this action proved pointless, as a large hand, complete with a two gold rings that did more to say "I'm filthy rich" than the entire contents of DeBeers' diamond vaults, made its way into her vision. Languidly picking her spoon like he was doing it a favor, he stirred the large bowl of vanilla pudding that lay half-eaten in front of Saber.

"I'm surprised you haven't finished by this point, Saber. It'd be a shame to let this go to waste." Gilgamesh commented, oozing a kind of smug satisfaction that made Saber want to put the pudding to very good use indeed via tossing it at his face. If not for the small matter of her current money-less state, and the fact that her only means of paying the bill had to be kept relatively happy, the Servant would have done just that.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the Golden King's luck was currently overpowering her own. Her own carelessness in eating so much without checking to see if she could pay first had gotten her into this mess. Putting up with Gilgamesh until the bill was paid would be all that would get her out. Growling underneath her breath, Saber tried to concentrate on finishing the remainder of her meal as quickly as possible, and not the full force leer she was receiving.

In the maid uniform she was currently sporting, damn Caster and her dress-up fixation, this proved next to impossible. Never mind her own strong suspicion that a leer from Gilgamesh would make even a nun's habit feel about as modest as lingerie. She wasn't sure what was worse, the attention her mouth was getting or the way one of the Archer-class Servant's long legs would occasionally brush her own. Saber could feel the angry flush begin to rise beneath her cheeks, and quickly finished off her pudding before the redness became too obvious. Slamming down the empty bowl a tad harder than necessary, Saber pushed away her chair from the table, prepared to make a speedy exit.

Needless to say, turning her back to Gilgamesh was a mistake. Saber froze in a combination of intense rage and disbelief when she felt the King of Heroes right hand rest firmly on her bottom.

"It's a lovely outfit on you, Saber. Do give Caster my compliments, won't you?" Gilgamesh remarked without missing a beat, ignoring the abrupt flight of all the nearby birds menaced by the killing aura radiating from Saber's immobile frame.

Very, very slowly, Saber turned around.


Karen Ortensia, Fuyuki City's resident immodest nun, paused in the middle of her organ playing at the sound of the great double doors of the Kotomine Church opening. Normally this wouldn't have distracted her, but the scraping sound of someone dragging something heavy that had accompanied it had definitely caught her attention. The white-haired girl turned around to see one of her Servants dragging the bruised and bleeding body of the other into the cool sanctuary of the church.

Karen blinked as she fully took the sight in, before sighing. And bloodstains are such a pain to remove from fabric, too.

"You know, while I'm not surprised something like this happened, in my imagination it was always you being dragged in, Lancer, and Gilgamesh telling me the girls would be willing to settle out of court provided the restitution was of a respectable amount. Also, I believe there wouldn't be..." a pause while a closer look was had, "a spoon and several shards of ceramic embedded in your forehead."

Lancer opened his mouth to comment before he spotted the Red Cloth of Magdala rippling like a bloody river in Karen's hand, settling for the relative safety of his thoughts. Demon.

Blearily, with eyes that were considerably unfocused, Gilgamesh looked at Karen, or at least in Karen's general vicinity.

"It...was...worth...it..." The King of Heroes slurred before passing out at Karen's feet.

Hands resting on her hips, Karen looked at the unconscious eirei in the same manner a mother looks at mud tracked into the house.

"Lancer, clean him up." The sister ordered in a tone that booked no room for argument, feigning deafness at the Irish hero's grumbling as he dragged the limp Servant away. Once more Karen seated herself at the organ, but no longer felt in the mood to continue the Bach piece she had been playing.

She paused for a moment, a mischievous smile crossing her angelic features. Slender fingers touched the keys once more as she began a new song, not originally intended for the organ, yet somehow...appropriate for the occasion.

♪Dundundun Dun, Dun Dun Dun Dun, Dun dun dun dun duuunnnn♪